The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

made her look rather goofy against Lysander’s serious demeanor,

ice cream, which landed smack on the face of

woman screamed

hurriedly rushed over, pulling out tissues and frantically wiping the woman’s

frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup smeared all over

and pushed Thalassa away, saying. “Don’t touch me, my face,

crying, feeling

smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation clumped and

together, endlessly apologizing. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t

woman huffed angrily and stomped off in her high heels, both furious

was taken aback. Was the woman referring to her as a

woman’s face, exposing her ruined

at the Corner of

the perfect, well–mannered ladies of high society,

out of the car, walked over to Thalassa,

As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she felt a rush of warmth spreading through

causing her to

of his grip, and Lysander held on

How on earth

her house,

from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr. Sinclair, I can manage on my

opened the car door and stuffed her in authoritatively, saying,

were chilly and left no room for

shut the car door, got

across the road, her coworker Daryl and the receptionist were stepping out of the office, catching the

at the receptionist’s sleeve, looking at the departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you see that? That was our CEO in the

plate and nodded, “Indeed, that’s our CEO’s

into his car personally. Could it

day at work, she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she was

of Thalassa, who was standing right next

thought of it, could it be that Mr. Sinclair was

mouth twitched, but she said